tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879029090601998652024-03-13T03:46:56.814-07:00Musing and Losing"For a moment when the blare of the TV subsides and that song fills the air, playing every night, a change in the key feels like a change in the season."missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-41016451654695337282011-05-26T12:34:00.000-07:002011-05-26T12:34:53.522-07:00There's a reason that we live so far from Hollywood.<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was driving home from St. George (for the summer) when this song came on my Iphone. I have so much music on there that I haven't even heard some of it yet, but it struck me so hard that I had to play it again. I swear sometimes these people write songs just for me.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nobody really knows what's in store for them. Things change in the blink of an eye, but do people really change? I don't really know the answer. Probably never will. It's just a really empowering thing to realize that <i>you</i> are the one that gets to write your future. People may influence you as they walk in and out of your life, but at the end of the day nobody else has the power to make you go any direction that you don't choose. This is the <i>only</i> life that you have. There's only one story that you get to write.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Make it worth reading.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">At 17 she left Long Island<br />
bound for Hollywood<br />
Another story like the ones<br />
you've heard before<br />
He left her broken like you figured, </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>like you knew he would</i><br />
She shut her heart after his<br />
ring rang off the door</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjPDd9arKxQ/Td6pw7nnWDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OTAWRveUPwU/s1600/12454_168436506506_519131506_3287228_2885160_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjPDd9arKxQ/Td6pw7nnWDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OTAWRveUPwU/s200/12454_168436506506_519131506_3287228_2885160_n.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8xV9ahSaRk/Td6qwxMKzkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JSvAKMHG7ow/s1600/n776420230_4459144_4476.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><span style="font-size: small;">It's the story of your life<br />
you're tearing out the page<br />
New chapter underway<br />
The story of your life<br />
You live it everyday<br />
You can run, you run<br />
But you won't get away<br />
I don't know what's coming up<br />
<u>Where will you go now?</u><br />
it's the story of your life<br />
<br />
She hit the ground<br />
She built a fine career<br />
Every weekend walked her<br />
dog beside the sea<br />
In the salt she met a man who<br />
knew at once but wait<br />
<u>Is he the one we need him to be?</u><br />
<br />
In the story your life<br />
you're moving down the page<br />
As the words begin to change<br />
The story of your life<br />
<b>You live it <i>everyday</i></b><br />
You can run, you run<br />
But you won't get away<br />
I don't know what's coming up<br />
Where will you go now<br />
it's the story of your life<br />
<br />
Look around look around and<br />
the world will find you<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>there's a reason that we live<br />
so far from Hollywood<br />
In the country looking hard to find a home<br />
We're nothing perfect<br />
All considered<br />
But we're so damn good</b><br />
<br />
It's the story of your life<br />
you're moving down the page<br />
And you know you're on your way<br />
The story of your life<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">You live it everyday</span><br />
You can run, you run<br />
But you won't get away<br />
No one knows what's coming up<br />
Where will you go now<br />
it's the story<br />
it's <i>your</i> story<br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">....it's the story of your life :]</span></span></div>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-91853757030151081302011-05-18T23:53:00.000-07:002011-05-19T00:52:12.656-07:00i'm working overtime, i'm gonna make it anyway.<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've spent the last month and a half hiding inside of myself. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It's not the easiest thing to explain, but for the sake of this blog, I'm going to try. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I recognized for the first time how much my life has been an amplification of everyone else's life. I can't remember the last time that my life was about me, sincerely. Maybe it shouldn't be about me. Everyone always says that you find yourself when you lose yourself in the service of others, right? Recently, I've been wondering just what the cost of that "service" might have been.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">As many of you know, I didn't finish out the spring semester at Dixie. I found myself overwhelmed be countless circumstances and simply couldn't make myself do it. It's hilarious to me how many repercussions I've received from people I hardly know in regards to that singular decision. <br />
Then I decided that I was moving home, without a shadow of a doubt as soon as I could manage it. I spent retarded amounts of money driving from St. George to American Fork atleast once every two weeks. It started out for the boy, and ended up for the family.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Family is the only thing in life that has any degree of permanence. Did you know that? I do, now. I've spent so much time thinking about my family and wishing that I was a bigger part of it than I can be from such a distance. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Anyway, the point that I'm trying to reach is that sometimes you have to make a decision based solely on your own best interests. I've spent so much time thinking about things that are past. So much time dwelling on a boy that I haven't seen in almost a year. So much time trying to find someone to replace him. So much time trying tot fill a gap. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I think that it's time for me to spend some time doing something for me. Right now, I know that all that I want in the world is to spend some time with my family, and after that? I'll go where I want to go. Honestly, I think California is calling. Either way I think it's time to stick with whatever decision that I make.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This song embodies every conclusion that I've drawn in the last segment of my life. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This is my justification in a change of path. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>I'm tired of living with a hole in my heart. </b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Shot in the Dark - Augustana</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> I had a reason for the life that was ahead of me</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I had a reason, had a rhyme, had a destiny</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I thought i knew where was heading </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I would never look back</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I had it all and then i went and let it slip away</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm working overtime, I'm gonna make it anyway. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><u>Sometimes you win, Sometimes you lose </u></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><u>Sometimes you never get her back</u></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Rising up slowly, we're getting higher</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've been living with a hole in my heart</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Weighing down on me, but I'm a fighter</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Darlin' I've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Baby, we've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Sometimes in life you need the people that you think you trust. </i></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Wake up one day to find that everything had turned to dust. </i></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>I always knew that you'd be waiting for me when I got back.</i></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Keep rising up slowly and getting higher. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I been living with a hole in my heart</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Weighing down on me, but I'm a fighter</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Darlin' I've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Baby, we've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm gonna find a way</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm gonna find a way</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm gonna find a way </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I have a reason for the life that's right in front of me </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've got a rhyme, got a reason, got a destiny</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know <u>exactly</u> where I'm headed </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">And I'm never looking back</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cause nothing's holding me back</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nope, nothing's holding me back... </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...from rising up slowly and getting higher. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>I've been living with a hole in my heart</b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Weighing down on me, but I'm a fighter</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Darlin' I've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Rising up slowly and getting higher. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've been living with a hole in my heart</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Weighing down on me, man but I'm a fighter</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Darlin' I've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Baby, we've still got a shot in the dark</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I know that I've still got a shot.</span></div>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-8838181374718966322011-03-27T23:01:00.000-07:002011-03-27T23:01:44.787-07:00To Me, It Sounds Like They're Applauding Us For The Quiet Love We've Made<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I let life take control of me for the last couple months, which is my excuse for not posting. Pathetic, I'm aware, but the blog figures in to my "metamorphosis implimentation apparatus," affectionately referred to as MIA, so hopefully I get better at it in the near future.</span><br style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;" /><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Lately I've been on a little bit of a folk/indie kick. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but the truth of the matter is that this music generally accompanies a slightly less bubbly version of myself. I might compare it to white-hot embers instead of an open flame. Just as intense, but not nearly as asphyxiating to look at. I think my mood (like everything else in life) must just come and go in waves as well.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I've been telling people to listen to this song at every opportunity for the last couple weeks. I think that it's written better than almost anything I've ever heard in my life. Most of the time, I feel like an artist either has a talent for the music itself, or for the poetry they put to the music, but very rarely do they have an equal inclination for both. Ray LaMontagne, in my experience, is one of the the few. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The music in itself is written in such a dissonant way that you already feel the incompleteness of the song before you ever hear the lyrics. Add that to the airy, haunting quality of Ray's voice, and the exquisitely heartbroken lyrics and you're in store for one hell of a song.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I was particularly smitten by the last verse of this song. It's always fascinating to listen to people who've struggled their way through life talk. I've always been of the opinion that the things they have to say hold a little bit more weight then the statements of someone that's floated their way through nearly everything. I love a story with a scar behind it, and that's exactly the impression that I get listening to this verse. "i've been to hell and back so many times, I must admit, you kind of bore me."</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I also feel a strange connection to the lyrics "I never learned to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my disasters." Maybe it's just because they're so rad I want to write on them on the back of every dirty car I see, I'm uncertain. But rest assured that I will now be certain to count my blessings.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxU04ZJndSE/TZAiyFRhMEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0e8yDLfnbl4/s1600/the_field_by_stylaholicbenny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxU04ZJndSE/TZAiyFRhMEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0e8yDLfnbl4/s320/the_field_by_stylaholicbenny.jpg" width="315" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ladies and gentlemen, <u>Empty by Ray LaMontagne</u>.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">She lifts her skirt up to her knees<br />
Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing<br />
<b>And I never learned to count my blessings<br />
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters</b><br />
<br />
Walk on down the hill<br />
Through grass grown tall and brown<br />
And still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain<br />
On past the busted back<br />
of that old and rusted Cadillac<br />
That sinks into this field collecting rain<br />
<br />
Will I always feel this way ‒<br />
So empty, so estranged?<br />
<br />
And of these cut-throat busted sunsets,<br />
these cold and damp white mornings<br />
I have grown weary<br />
If through my cracked and dusted dime-store lips<br />
I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me?<br />
Lay your blouse across the chair,<br />
Let fall the flowers from your hair<br />
And kiss me with that country mouth so plain.<br />
Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves<br />
<b>To me it sounds like they're applauding us,<br />
The quiet love we've made.</b><br />
<br />
Will I always feel this way<br />
So empty, so estranged?<br />
<br />
<i>Well, I looked my demons in the eyes<br />
laid bare my chest, said "Do your best, destroy me.<br />
You see, I've been to hell and back so many times,<br />
I must admit you kind of bore me."<br />
There's a lot of things that can kill a man<br />
There's a lot of ways to die<br />
Yes, and some already dead that walk beside me<br />
There's a lot of things I don't understand<br />
Why so many people lie<br />
Well, it's the hurt I hide that fuels the fires inside me</i><br />
<br />
Will I always feel this way<br />
So empty, so estranged? </span> </div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-59508971985152635852011-01-12T18:18:00.000-08:002011-01-12T18:18:56.100-08:00this one's for believing, if only for it's sake.<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">So, I love that I haven't had a spare moment to write on this thing for at least two weeks. But at 3 in the morning I figure that I might as well do what I can. Winter Break was a huge success for me. It was nice to see a smattering of my friends.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I downloaded the Greg Laswell record because I really like the song "How the Day Sounds." It's a gorgeous ode to the morning. The first time that I heard it I was eating at Carl's Jr. for breakfast with my Grandparents on our way back to St. George, and I immediately knew that I had to get my hands on it. Everyone ought to <b>like how the day sounds.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b> </b>But anyway, that's not the song that I'm putting up here today. I heard this one on shuffle laying in the recklessly uncomfortable daybed that lives in my bedroom back in American Fork, and for some reason it really got to me. It's fantastic. Apparently Greg wrote this song as a little bit of an anthem for his family when they were going through a particularly hard time. By the time he was finished with it, though, his girlfriend no longer played the role that she previously had in his life. Therefore he added "<i>this part <u>was</u> for her, does she remember?" </i></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I love this song specifically because it's an outreach to people who are struggling with different areas of their lives. People who don't try once, then try again, then get what they want, because lets be honest, how often does that actually happen? Most of the time we're let down again and again and sometimes you never get it it that you're searching for at all. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">When I was home I had a conversation about how frustrating it is to be surrounded by a group of people that don't understand you or the struggles that you're facing. But then he goes on to say "come on, friends, get up now. <b>You're not alone at all</b>."</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">In reality I think that everything in life comes and goes in waves. The irritating part is figuring out how to roll with the punches and ride those waves instead of drowning in them. 'Cause at the end everything will be fine, and if it's not fine, it's not the end.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is "It Comes and Goes (In Waves)."</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This one's for the lonely</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The ones that seek and find</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Only to be let down</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Time after time</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This one's for the torn down</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The experts at the fall</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Come on, friends, get up now</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">You're not alone <b>at all</b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And this part was for her</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This part was for her</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This part was for her</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Does she remember?</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It comes and goes in waves, i....</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This one's for the faithless</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The ones that aren't surprised</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">They're only where they are now</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Regardless of their fight</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>This one's for believing</b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>If only for it's sake</b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Come on, friends get up now</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Love is to be made</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And this part was for her</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This part was for her</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This part was for her</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Does she remember?</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It comes and goes in waves,</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I'm only led to wonder why</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It comes and goes in waves</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I'm only led to wonder why </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Why I try</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is for the ones who stand</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">For the ones who try again</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">For the ones who need a hand</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">For the ones who think they can</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It comes and goes in waves,</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I'm only led to wonder why</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It comes and goes in waves</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I'm only led to wonder why </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Why I try</span></div>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-50772356940548976352010-12-25T15:35:00.000-08:002010-12-25T21:27:54.332-08:00Deck the Halls With Mistletoe, Let All Your Heavy Burdens Go<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So each year as I get older, I've been finding myself increasingly irritated with Christmas. Honestly, I think that the biggest problem is my lack of ability to be excited about the whole thing. I used to spend weeks at a time with my friends hunting in our houses for our Christmas presents; trying to discover what they were. My mom just waves it infront of my face now. <b>stop it mom</b>. I wanna be surprised.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This has also been my first Christmas season away from my house. I got here on the 22nd, in the evening, and by that time Christmas was essentially over already. I realized the only time I'd even heard Christmas music was on commercials on the TV or when I was in the mall. Haha.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">After the generalized family festivities on Christmas Eve, I spent the rest of the night on the roof of my old school. We watched the fog creep in around us and the lights from across the way that we could see when we first got there just kinda disappeared. We also found a blood-encrusted handprint on the wall? Awesome. Also, I have zero circulation in my body, just so you all know. And sometimes my ipod fights with me.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">But all in all, what I'm trying to say is I guess that <u>Christmas is what you make it.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So, Merry Christmas, here's to many more.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">PS: I can't believe your engaged Stephanie Carlisle. Can't believe it. Can't. hahahaha I feel like we're still 16.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I made it through the year and I did not even collapse </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Gotta say, "Thank God, for that"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'm torn between what keeps me whole and what tears me in half</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'll fall apart or stay intact</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">With tired eyes I stumble back to bed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I need to realize my sorry life's not hanging by a thread</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">At least not yet</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So look at me now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Its finally Christmas and I'm home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Head indoors, to get out of this weather</span><br />
<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And I don't know how</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But the closest friends I've ever known are all inside</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Singing together</span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Singing merry Christmas, here's to many more</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It always hurt to be all by myself this time of year</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">A cold and lonely Christmas eve</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And living out my days alone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Well that had been my deepest fear</span><br />
<u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But you promised you won't leave</span></u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I look towards the east and see a star</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Jesus Christ, it's blessed my life to know just who you are</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You are my hope</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So look at me now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Its finally Christmas and I'm home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Head indoors, to get out of this weather</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And I don't know how</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But the closest friends I've ever known are all inside</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Singing together</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Singing merry Christmas, here's to many more</span><b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Deck the halls with mistletoe</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">May all your heavy burdens go</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Up the chimney in a cloud of smoke</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The fire's burning bright</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Strike up the band and play the tune</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Cause Christmas will be here and soon</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You'll hear our song in every room</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This merry Christmas night</span></i></b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Singing Merry Christmas, here's to many more</span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-20576913421270794872010-12-22T01:16:00.000-08:002010-12-22T02:43:26.275-08:00We Sleep Inside of This Machine<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I didn't pick this song because I'm trying to offend anyone this Christmas Season. In reality, it's just a really good song. It's kinda been playing in my head for a couple days 'cause I was talking to one of my friends about it. The first time I ever sang this song around my house my mother almost shanked me with a butcher knife. Given, I was singing it under my breath and it probably just sounded like I was in the mood to be excessively offensive or something, but that wasn't the purpose at all. However, to be clear, <strong>this is not swearing.</strong></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Actually, this song is something of a letter to Jesus. I think every person in the world could relate to this song, if they took the time to listen to it instead of become instantly offended. We all know of the hymns that we sing in church on sunday, but they're all hopeful and praising. This song is a plea to Jesus <em>without</em> the hope and understanding. It's forlorn and confused, and <u>gorgeous</u>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Everybody has days when they don't see the silver lining of every cloud. Everyone has days when their <u>light is too slight to hold back all their dark.</u> It'd be kinda ridiculous if we could all sing amazing grace everyday. I just think it's pretty neat that this writer was willing to go there. When so many people are just afraid of offending people by doing this exact thing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I think some days people just feel <strong>bad</strong>. It happens to everyone. Everyone feels guilty for things that they've done and people that they've hurt. It's just particularly hard when you <strong>know</strong> you're screwing up and you still do it (this ship went down in sight of land).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">In reality, I think we're all a little bit<span style="font-family: segoe script;"> <strong><span style="font-size: small;">scared we'll get scared</span></strong>.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The goal, I suppose, is to put down the wood and nails. To not take up residence with the lifestyles of the people who (in essence) nailed Jesus to the cross.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The machine, to me represents the reality that we all live in. Sometimes we forget the need for anything but ourselves, and when you <em>sleep</em> inside of the machine, it just means that you don't even come out to go to bed. You have to step out of your little world, and recognize the big picture.</span><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Don't sleep inside of the machine.</span></strong><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The kind you'd find on someone that could save</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If they don't put me away</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It’ll be a miracle</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><em>Do you believe you're missing out?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><em>That everything good is happening somewhere else</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But with nobody in your bed</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The night is hard to get through</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And I will die all alone</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And when I arrive I won’t know anyone</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So what did you do those three days you were dead?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Because this problem's gonna last</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">More than the weekend</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><u>Well, Jesus Christ I’m not scared to die</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><u>I’m a little bit scared of what comes after</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Do I get the gold chariot</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Do I float through the ceiling</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Do I divide and fall apart</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This ship went down in sight of land</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?</span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I<strong> know you'll come in the night like a thief</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>I know you think that I’m someone you can trust</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">(everyone now)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So do you think that we could work out a sign</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So I’ll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I know you'll come for the people like me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But we all got wood and nails,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And we turn out hate in factories</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But, we all got wood and nails</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And we turn out hate in factories</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Yeah, we all got wood and nails</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And we sleep inside of this machine</span></div>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-3075799245418578232010-12-18T15:33:00.000-08:002010-12-18T15:33:16.193-08:00100 Things I've Learned<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's no secret that there will always be a hole in my heart that bleeds for you and you alone, Emmalynn. You were the first girl I've ever felt such a legitimate connection with, and the last one since. You're my soul sister. I hate the way that things went down with us. I great really irriatated looking back and how ridiculous I was being. The bottom line though, is that we were <em>way</em> too close to be able to make it as best friends and have boyfriends. Now looking back, it appears we may have made the wrong decision, seeing as we were both dating total <strong>douchers</strong> at the time, but I highly doubt we'd be the people we were today without said douchers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The following is a list of 100 things I never would have learned without you. I could make a list of 1000, but my fingers already hurt...so don't push it. haha</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1: She reads.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2: When she really likes pictures that you draw of the both of you, she'll frame them and post them on her wall.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">3: Secret bridges are good thinking places.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4: You can never have too much brownie batter.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">5: It's okay to never get dressed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">6: Never underestimate the power of Guitar Hero</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">7: You will never beat Emma at Guitar Hero.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">8: Getting stuck underneath a mattress is probably one of the funniest things that can happen to a person. <b>probably</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">9: Sleeping in the same bed as your best friend twice a week is awesome.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">10: Working for your best friends mom so that you can spend it <i>all</i> at hollister isn't a choice, it's a lifestyle.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">11: Hollister ♥ clothes. smell. awesome.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">12: Revamping eachothers myspaces in the wee hours of the morn = yes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">13: The wee hours of the morn.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">14: Dye your best friends hair as often as you can. You'll miss it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">15: Sometimes you just have to order pizza.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">16: By sometimes, I mean almost everyday.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">17: Never underestimate the healing power of a conversation in a hot tub on a fridged January night.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">18: Fridged.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">19: There is no shame in adopting your best friend's mom's old bikini. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">20: No...there is some shame.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">21: Jace has a whore in his pants.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">22: Gossip Girl is a weekly religious ceremony conducted in emma's room.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">23: If we were a movie, we'd be secondhand lions. I'd be the angry one who likes to shoot fish.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">24: I'd also be the one who flies the plane into the building when it's time to go. Emma would be the one who's just along for the ride, because we love eachother.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">25: <u>if love is an ocean wide, we'll swim in the tears we cried. we'll see it through to the other side. we're gonna make it.</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">26: Lobsters scream when you boil them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">27: Make out closets are imparative. Even if you don't make out in them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">28: <b>Don't pick your arms.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">29: Brownie Batter Ice Cream will make it go away.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">30: If it doesn't, just come watch a movie.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">31: When someone really loves, you, they'll donate their hollister bags for the transportation of your numerous items.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">32: <b>Nobody</b> can lie together the way that Emma and McCall lie. <b>Nobody</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">33: Sometimes its offensive to hold your best friends dog to the light.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">34: There's always a song to describe how you feel.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">35: There's always one line in the song that doesn't fit; thats always the one that we'll pay the most attention to.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">36: Jacking recklessly expensive makeup from your parents spa is a lifealtering experience.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">37: Getting your face peeled is also a lifealtering experience.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">38: Sometimes, you just have to drive it out.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">39: Panda Express is the answer, it doesn't really matter what the question is.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">40: Mixes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">41: Pisser. Shocker. Flibbity Gibbit. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">42: <b>Never</b> leave your best friend alone under a sandwich board with a guy who sees dead people.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">43: There are very few things in life as valuable as walking with your favorite person in the world in the dead of night.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">44: Friends that will lie to everyone to save your ass are hard to come by.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">45: Semi to Moderately.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">46: Getting your parents to let you go see Sweeney Todd may not be as easy as you think.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">47: Sometimes, when you're having an awful 16th birthday, your best friend's mom will pick you up and take you to Emma at her play practice, so you can sit with her in the back and she can hold your hand.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">48: <i>fall is here. hear the yell. back to school. ring the bell. brand new shoes. walking blues. climb the fence. books and pens. i can tell that we are gonna be friends. yes, i can tell that we are gonna be friends. we don't notice any time pass. cause we don't notice anything. we sit side by side in every class. the teacher thinks that i sound funny, but she likes it when you sing.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">49: Throw someones shoe out of the second floor window sometime. You'll like it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">50: Throw things in general, actually.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">51: Make sugar cube castles.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">52: Never go on a first date with a guy you hardly know when you're 15 unless Emma's there. And can call in her brother when it's awkward.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">53: Sing. Always.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">54: Write song quotes on every piece of paper that you come across.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">55: That computer really doesn't fit on the counter in the kitchen, Emma's parents. Just a thought.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">56: Boyles family game night is to be envied.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">57: <b>if you're gonna leave, well you better get going, 'cause i ain't wasting no more time on what i did and what i didn't.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">58: Sometimes I can be awful. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">59: There are very few things in life as comfortable as sitting on a recklessly expensive couch listening to Emma play the piano.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">60: If Emma loves you, Emma will do anything for you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">61: Appreciate that.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">62:Sometimes you have to remove yourself from the mormon culture in order to understand how judgemental you're being.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">63: Once you're out, it's really hard to watch people tear your old best friend to pieces at your high school, even when you're not talking anymore.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">64: Chicks before Dicks.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">65: Church is kinda ridiculous with you around, kid. :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">66: <i>goodbye my almost lover. goodbye my hopeless dream. i'm trying not to think about you, can't you just let me be?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">67: Just because she won't sing, doesn't mean she can't.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">68: Some people are just too fantastic to fit inside a box.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">69: You were <b>never</b> second best.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">70: Strawberries with sugar is about as good as it gets.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">71: Toast is also acceptable in large portions.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">72: Sometimes the things you'll find when you're cleaning the storage room will scare you into obsessive compulsive disorder.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">73: <u>yes.</u> there really are relationships where you're laughing all the time. for years. at. a. time.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">74: but the part of those relationships that you don't see is when you're crying for nights at a time. over your best friend. when youre 16 years old. and nobody gets it. not even you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">75: I'm getting in to you, because you got to me in a way words can't describe. I'm getting into you because i've got to be. You're essential to survive, I'm gonna love you with my life.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">76: Never underestimate the combined comedic power of tall and skinny plus short and stout. It works for us. People cry.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">77: Yes, we do have a phone baby. Named Boylersen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">78: Some wounds will always bleed. I still double take everytime I hear your name.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">79: No, people reading this who aren't Emma and our associates, we're <i>not</i> lesbians.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">80: You can't be best friends with someone unless you have the same shoe size. Accept this as a fact.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">81: Sometimes potential boyfriends pose such a threat that you legitimately feel like WWIII just broke out inside your head.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">82: Swing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">83: <b>I've got my things. I'm good to go. You met me at the terminal. Just one more plane ride and it's done. We stood like statues at the gate, vacations come and gone too late. There's so much sun where I'm from. I had to give it away...had to give you away. and we spent four days on an island at your families old hotel. sometimes perfection can be, can be perfect hell. Perfect.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">84: Never leave a friendship broken on a hotel floor in California. It's a long drive to fix it up again.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">85: Sometimes we get peoples names henna'd on our backs. it's fine.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">86: Sometimes we also break into abandoned houses and walk around.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">87: It is, on occasion, entirely physically possible to text/converse with someone who is sitting right next to you for hours at a time.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">88: Never judge a book by its ridiculous plot line...oh wait. Jodie Picoult? :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">89: On bed in Emma's basement is specifically crunchier than the other</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">90: I can make a particularly pregnant stomach sometimes in hotel rooms in chico, CA. Just saying.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">91: Snow cones. are always. a go.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">92: "You said i know that this will hurt, but if i don't break your heart then things with just get worse, if the burden seems too much to bear, remember: the end will justify the pain it took to get us there."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">93: Sneakily assembling a computer in your bedroom is harder than it sounds</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">94: Nobody is perfect. Sometimes we lie, sometimes we cheat, sometimes we break each others hearts. Sometimes we move past it, and sometimes it means the end. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">95: Regardless, I will always love you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">96: Bitch, I don't know your LIFE!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">97: Taking naps on the same bed after a mutually bad day comes standard. In reality, it's kinda neat.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">98: Meet the wiffins.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">99: When friends become family, you're in for a disaster when things get messy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">100: My kids will know your name.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">In conclusion your honor, I'm sorry for the things that happened between us. Our friendship was one huge hilarious event, and some days I sincerely just wanna pick you up and listen to roadtrip songs in my car. You are a beautiful, tiny, hysterical human being, and you will always have a special room in my heart of hearts. A room with a tivo, and pictures of us on the wall, of course. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I can't believe how our lives have turned out. I can't believe you're going to be a mother in a month and a half, but know that I have no doubts that child will be loved beyond <b>anyones</b> understanding. Please know that I'm never out of your reach, and I only wish the best for you, because you are the best of the best.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I spent forever trying to select a song, but in the end we both knew which one it was going to be.</span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-3494079645757147032010-12-14T19:52:00.000-08:002010-12-14T19:52:30.949-08:00What Else Is There To Say?<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I should be writing a paper for philosophy right now, but I can't get this song out of my head. That happens to me quite frequently, and it's not necessarily an exciting event, but the songs that come into my head and stay they are usually just reflections of the way that I feel at the moment. Lately my emotions have been a little bit overwhelmed. I don't remember the last time that I slept for more than 5 hours at a time. Between finals week and the hospital it's been really frustrating trying to find time for everything.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">More than that, though, I miss my family. </span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5Nhpzv2oOU/TQg7SF_3vdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YHmujBB37ek/s1600/family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5Nhpzv2oOU/TQg7SF_3vdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YHmujBB37ek/s1600/family.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's really hard to be so far away from them, especially at this time of year, and the hardest part is not really knowing how long it's gonna be til the next time that I get to come home. I wish I could play the piano by the christmas tree at night the way that I did last year. Haha me and valerie are so broke that we have a lil christmas tree sticker on our window. That's our decorations.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This has always been the song that I turn to when I'm feeling kinda alone. Angie Snider actually introduced it to me a couple years ago (I'm in your debt, again). But there's something raw about the line "I love you. And I miss you. What else is there to say?" Because there isn't anything else to say. That covers it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The other reason that this song is particularly important right now has to do with a friend of mine. Everyone has specific times in their life that are epic and complex. Some labrynths don't appear to have an exit. The good news is that they always do, even if you have to dig your way out or call in the life-flight. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But I feel like I'm watching you break infront of me. I sincerely don't know what to do. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Needless to say, no one can walk through a hard time having nothing but a smile on their face and a cookie in their hand. Sometimes you have to listen to sad music. Sometimes you have to turn off your phone and sleep for 14 hours. What I'm trying to say is that it's <em>okay.</em> Have a bad day. Have sixty bad days. But remember that people are there to support you even if you don't see them. And wake up one morning, and <strong>move on</strong>. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">I'm doing the only thing I can think of for you. I'm giving you the music that pulls me out of the water. </span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And kid?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>I love you. And I miss you. What else is there to say?</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5Nhpzv2oOU/TQg5u1HMPqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JMEg-cYh50I/s1600/z71400924.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5Nhpzv2oOU/TQg5u1HMPqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JMEg-cYh50I/s1600/z71400924.gif" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Is this the sound of our demise?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Or is it just the opposite?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I love you and I miss you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">What else is there to say?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It takes a hell of a lot more to complete this</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more to recreate</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more, far more, far more</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more than we can take</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">When you decide how much time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Do you let, do you let, do you let, do you let</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Pass before</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">These false starts, these small meals</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">They're for my, for my starving hands</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Just treading, just treading shallow waters</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Avoiding the drop, the drop in the ocean floor</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more, far more, far more</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more than we possess</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">How much, how much, how much</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">How much longer, girl</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">How much longer do we need to wait?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>For a moment when the blare of the TV subsides</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>And that song fills the air, replaying every night</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>A change in the key feels like a change in the season</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>I pretend almost every, every other night</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>That this body and its entirety belongs to me, every breath</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>It comes and goes</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>It comes and goes</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>All night</strong></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Well, you can't dictate the way, the way I'm gonna feel</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">No matter what, no matter what I'm forced to see</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'll be the one free of jealousy</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Well, you can't dictate the way, the way I'm gonna feel</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">No matter what, no matter what I'm forced to see</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'll be the one free of jealousy</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more, far more, far more</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Far more, far more than we can take</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So well, so well, so well rehearsed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I coordinate this kind of mess</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>I'll do it like, do it like, do it like</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>Do it like, do it like, do it like</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>Do it like, do it like, do it like we used to</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>Like we used to do</strong></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I love you and I miss you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">What else is there to say? </span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-32885302351375020232010-12-12T18:57:00.000-08:002010-12-12T18:57:08.741-08:00Patrick Monahan's Girl<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">"Drops of Jupiter" came out when I was 9 years old. I remember being in the car with my dad at night the first time that I heard it. I <i>loved</i> that song from the very beginning, and the love only grew as I got older. By the time I sas 12, I had made it my ultimate goal in life to be the kind of girl that Patrick Monahan wrote songs about. </span><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: mistral;">This Girl:</span></span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: papyrus;">She doesn't own a dress</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: papyrus;">Her hair is always a mess, </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: papyrus;">You catch her stealin' she won't confess</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: papyrus;">She's <b>Beautiful.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: inkpen2 script;">Now that she's back from that soul vacation</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inkpen2 script;">Tracing her way through the constellation</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inkpen2 script;">She checks out mozart while she does tae-bo</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: inkpen2 script;">Reminds me that there's <i>room to grow</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The way you can cut a rug</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Watching you is the only drug I need</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So gangster, I'm so thug</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">You're the only one I'm dreaming of</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">You see I can be myself now finally</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">In fact there's nothing I can't be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I want the world to see you'll be with me</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: juice ITC;">She <i>never</i> compromises</span></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: juice ITC;">loves babies and surprises</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><span style="font-family: juice ITC;">wears high heels when she exercises.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><span style="font-family: juice ITC;">ain't that beautiful?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><span style="font-family: juice ITC;"><span style="font-size: large;">Meet Virginia</span></span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She acts like <u>summer and walks like rain</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Reminds me that there's time to change,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Since the return from her stay on the moon</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She <u>listens like spring and she talks like june</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">She only drinks coffee at midnight</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">When the moment is not right </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">Her timing is quite, <span style="font-size: large;">unusual</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">You see her confidence is tragic, but her</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">Intuition, magic. And the shape of her body?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;"><span style="font-size: small;">Unusual</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Conversation</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">When everybody else is getting out of bed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm usually getting in it</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm not in it to win it</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>I'm in it for you</strong></span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-22292356319639196122010-12-05T11:49:00.000-08:002010-12-05T11:54:42.575-08:00it's a beautiful world, and we're all here.<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Today, as I was tirelessly researching my english essay on the anasazi, I stumbled upon the pictures of the year that are being presented by national geographic, and something hit me. I mean I've been raised by the right kind of family, we spent a lot of time outside when I was younger. I'm not afraid of mountains or gorges, infact I think the general idea of the wilderness is pretty damn neat.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I feel like I'm bombarded at least three times a day by someone telling me what a terrible, corrupted, broken world that we live in. It's easy to see why we could believe that, what with all the wars, murders, rapes, generalized shanking, etc, that's going on these days. That being said, I still firmly disagree. The world is a beautiful place. It will remain a beautiful place until the last flower dies, and I hope I'm dead a long time before that happens. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So here are some pictures of the beautiful world. Unedited, natural, pictures. If you look at these and <em>dont</em> think it's a beautiful world, get off my blog. haha.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This is "beautiful world" written by jim brickman and sung by adam crossley. They used to play it at JCW's all the time, and it was fantastic. I love this song. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div align="center"><embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=1369094286746980724&site=widget-74.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful World</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Strawberry lips shining in the summer sun </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Canary-tips glowing there for everyone </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You fell asleep under the cherry tree </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world we're all here </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Your winter skin warming in the summer sun</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">We know within you will stay forever young</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You fell asleep under the starlit sea </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's time to wake up </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The moon is high above you </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">We're all here 'cause we love you </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And when you finally open your eyes and ears </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You'll see and you'll hear us sing </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world we're all here </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world we're all here </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;"><span style="font-size: small;">It's a beautiful world</span></span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You fell asleep under the starlit sea </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's time to wake up </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The moon is high above you </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">We're all here 'cause we love you </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And when you finally open your eyes and ears </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">You'll see and you'll hear us sing </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world we're all here </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world we're all here </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It's a beautiful world we're all here </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">La La La La La </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">It's a beautiful world</span></span></span></div></span></span></span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-61334460643778194682010-12-03T12:48:00.000-08:002010-12-03T14:48:16.428-08:00a lot can happen in five years.<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Hello, world.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I am neurotic planner. I felt as if that should be thrown out in the open, although I'm certain that anybody who has spent more than an hour with me since I was 12 could tell you that all by themselves.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">For some reason, I feel like if I don't have everything set in stone <em>now</em>, it's never going to happen. I like to know what I'm wearing the next day before I go to bed, my calendar is probably the most intricate thing you've ever seen in your life, I can't sleep if there are dishes in the sink, etc.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The problem with this is that I find myself getting more and more irritated about the parts of my life I can't plan. When am I going to get married? Who will I marry? When am I gonna die? (PS, you know that survey that tells you that when people were asked if they could know exactly what day and time they were going to die, 98% said no? Say hello to the other 2%, her name is mccall).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'm such a micro-organizer, I get frustrated by even the tiniest things in my life that are out of my control. I think I'd be a terrible god, because I'd make all my children stand in lines from shortest to tallest, boys one one side, girls on the other, hand them weeee little schedules for the rest of their lives, and then make sure they did everything I told them to in a timely fashion. Mrs. Vontrapp? Yes, that's me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">However, I realized something last night. We're all okay. At the end of the day, we're <b>not</b> in charge. <i>HE</i> is, and if we let jesus take the wheel (so to speak) everything will be alright.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Five Years Time is perhaps the most fantastic way to describe the act of loving someone with all your heart in the most beautiful way<strong>. Today</strong>. You might not like eachother tomorrow. You might end up married with a car full of kids who's names all start with the same letter (a small car, in my case, please). But the point is, you have to take every day for what it is, and regardless of the outcome, you'll make it, and you'll be the better for the struggles that you went through to get where you are.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">People live separate lives. If my mom and dad were together every second of everyday, they'd <u>kill</u> eachother. There's a line from an augustana song that I like that says </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">"two spinning spheres, we spin together, and we spin alone."</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">because nobody is going to be in sync with you every moment for the rest of your natural lives. You have to work, and fight, and run out, and run back in. You have to apologize, beg for forgiveness, sleep in separate beds, break up, move on, find someone else. That's life. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">Sometimes you have accept your stupid past, the reckless things that you did, and enjoy the person that you are today, and the people helped you grow along the way.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Take what you have today, and enjoy it, and build on it, and if it's supposed to last? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It will. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;"><span style="font-size: large;">five years time</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Oh well in five years time we could be walking round a zoo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">With the sun shining down over me and you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And there'll be love in the bodies of the elephants too</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And I'll put my hands over your eyes, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">but you'll peekthrough</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And there'll be <i>sun sun sun</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All over our bodies</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And <i>sun sun sun</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All down our necks </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And <i>sun sun sun</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All over our faces</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And <i>sun sun sun</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">So <span style="font-size: small;">what the heck</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">'Cause I'll be laughing at all your silly little jokes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And we'll be laughing about how we used to smoke</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All those stupid little cigarettes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And drink stupid wine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">'Cause it's what we needed to have a good time</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And it was <b>fun fun fun</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">When we were drinking</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It was <b>fun fun fun</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">When we were drunk</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And it was <b>fun fun fun</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">When we were laughing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">It was <b>fun fun fun</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Oh it was fun</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Oh well I look at you and say</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><u>It's the happiest that I've ever been</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And I'll say I no longer feel I have to be James Dean</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And she'll say</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Yah well I feel all pretty happy too</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And <span style="font-size: small;">I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And it'll be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><u>Love love love</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All through our bodies</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And <u>love love love</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All through our minds</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And it be <u>Love love love</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All over her face</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And <u>Love love love</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">All over mine</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Although maybe all these moments are just in my head</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I'll be thinking ‘bout them as I'm lying in bed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And I know immediately that it might not even come true</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">But in my mind I'm havin' a pretty good time with you</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Oh</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Five years time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>I might not know you</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Five years time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>We might not speak</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Oh</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">In five years time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong>We might not get along </strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">In five years time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>You might just prove me wrong</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Oh there'll be love love love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Wherever you go</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">There'll be love love love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Wherever you go</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: impact;">Wherever you go there'll be love</span></span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-4718627145014125382010-12-02T16:57:00.000-08:002010-12-02T17:27:05.288-08:00I need to find a way of letting it go.<span style="font-size: x-small;">One of the single most frustrating things we all deal with on a daily basis is figuring out what we need. and even <i>then</i> more than half of the time, we're wrong anyway. It's pathetic.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">In the recent past, I've really come to terms with the fact that we are entirely in charge of our own existance. No one can tell you how to feel, how to respond, or how to move on from a situation that tests your ability to bounce back. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">My newest philosophy is simply this: your attitude = your responsibility.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Now, I'm not saying that because I don't have emotional meltdowns. On the contrary, I spent the vast majority of this weekend soaking the shoulders of my friends stefanie, lauren, and valerie. However, the real magic comes from waking up the next morning and <em>moving on</em>. Sometimes change is necessary; infact, change is always necessary. It's the reason why we're here. Some days you have to wake up, break out a peice of paper, and rewrite your entire life plan.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">When writing your plans, at all, I firmly suggest using a pencil, not a pen. Things will change, and erasers look much more classy than scribbled out dark spots.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Anyway, today is about "Phoenix Burn" by Alpha Rev. I couldn't throw a song at you that better described my feelings at the moment. Because I'm ready. To change directions, start over, and come to terms with what it is that I <i>need</i>. Not what I'm going to need or what I used to need, but what I need right now, today. Because today is all that matters. We might be dead tomorrow. Yesterday is over. It's all about today. and <strong>i like how today sounds.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I need love that will release me</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">keep me honest, keep me happy</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I need a peace with understanding</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Trying to find a <span style="font-family: segoe script;">softer landing</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">I wanna know when I can change this</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Or give it up and just <b>embrace</b> it</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I need to find a way of letting it go</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">When everything falls apart</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">I've taken too much, given up</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">I am twisted, burnin, breaking up</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">I need to find a way of <u>letting it go</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">When everything falls apart</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">I could try, but I'd never take it</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">Yell and I will never be heard</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">You will be my phoenix burn</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;"><b>I could run, but I'd never reach it</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">Leave but I might never return</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">You will be my phoenix burn</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">I wanna push through the undiscovered</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Find my answers, leave them <large>uncovered</large></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I wanna speak out what I believe in</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">♥That love will heal us, give us our freedom♥</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I wanna see what's on the horizon</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Change directions, stop the fightin</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">I need to find a way of letting it go</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">When everything falls apart</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">I am twisted, burnin, breaking up</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">I need to find a way of <u>letting it go</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">When everything falls apart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">I could try, but I'd never take it</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">Yell and I will never be heard</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">You will be my phoenix burn</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;"><b>I could run, but I'd never reach it</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">Leave but I might never return</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;"><b>You will be my phoenix burn</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><largest>Let me burn</largest></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: segoe script;">I've taken too much, given up</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">I am twisted, burnin, breaking up</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">I need to find a way of <u>letting it go</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">When everything falls apart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">I could try, but I'd never take it</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">Yell and I will never be heard</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">You will be my phoenix burn</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;"><b>I could run, but I'd never reach it</b></span><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: segoe script;">Leave but I might never return</span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script; font-size: small;">You will be my phoenix burn</span></strong></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></center>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-29754007248168290212010-11-30T20:57:00.000-08:002010-12-02T21:43:49.528-08:00Our Melodies are MemoriesEssentially, my ultimate goal in this endeavor is absolutely <em>not</em> to feed you the saddest songs that I know over and over until you want to either hang yourself because things are hard or cut yourself because you think you're a doucher. Don't get me wrong, I have enough sad music piled up to keep you internally bleeding for the rest of your natural life, but there's so much more to music than that.<br />
Five For Fighting has been a favorite of mine for a really long time. My brothers used to make us all be quiet in the car so that we could listen to "Superman" everytime that it came on. His lyrics are both pointed and capitvating. I'll get around to some of the deeper ones later, I'm sure, but today I chose "Slice" off the newest CD.<br />
In this day and age, American's even hate on their own country. I've been a loyalist for as long as I can remember, and I highly doubt that will ever change. One of the biggest challenges that comes from growing up in an<em> exceptionally</em> predominate LDS area, is the judgements that we have for the minority in the area. Now, I'm certain that this is true for just about any religion where they're all gathered in one general area, but it bothered me for a really long time.<br />
This song is the epitome of learning to <strong>coexist</strong> and celebrate the amazing opportunities that we have as a whole. We are a nation of beautiful people. Sure, we might be morbidly obese, but we're <em>happy</em> about it :). <br />
Finally, times change. They do. You have to roll with the punches and take life as it comes. You won't always be in a position to immediately see the positive of every situation, but we're are truly blessed to live in the country that we do, have family, friends, safety, and the opportunity to grow.<br />
<em>I am <strong>more</strong> than just a slice of American Pie.</em><br />
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There was a time a long, long time ago <br />
Chevys and levees played on the radio <br />
<strong><u>No cell phones</u></strong>, just 20,000 lights <br />
Swaying on a saturday night alright <br />
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Can you imagine that slice of time <br />
Rock and roll was young <br />
<span style="font-family: impact;">People stood in line </span><br />
<span style="font-family: impact;">To hear music that played into their lives </span><br />
<span style="font-family: impact;">That you could carry till the day you die </span><br />
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Hey man sing me a song <br />
When we were everyone <br />
We were more than just a slice of American Pie <br />
<strong>Have you read my blog today?</strong><br />
300 million little USA's <br />
Your doorstep is just a click away <large>♥</large><br />
We'll get together one of these days <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">How can you be as nice as me?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">You're not from the same slice as me </span><br />
Where do we go from here my friend <br />
Is this the way our story ends <br />
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Hey man sing me a song <br />
When we were everyone <br />
We were more than just a slice of American Pie <br />
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I can't stop singing along.. <br />
Can you join in... come on <br />
Are we more than just a slice of American Pie <br />
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<span style="font-family: segoe script;">We're top down lovers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">It's saturday night </span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">The band's running </span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">And it feels so right </span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;"><b>The moon's dancing and the stars are free </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">I caught your heart on a summer breeze </span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;">Whatever was or what's meant to be </span><br />
<span style="font-family: segoe script;"><u>Our melodies are memories </u></span><br />
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.....There was a time a long, long time ago <br />
Chevys and levees played on the radio <br />
No cell phones, just 20,000 lights <br />
Swaying on a saturday night alright <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong><span style="font-family: papyrus;">Hey man. sing me a song.</span></strong></span><br />
When we were everyone <br />
We were more than just a slice of American Pie <br />
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I can't stop singing along <br />
Can you join in, come on <br />
Are we more than just a slice of American Pie <br />
We're more than a slice <br />
<em>We're <u><strong>more </strong></u>than just a slice of American Pie </em>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-36509269137571161142010-11-27T13:41:00.000-08:002010-12-02T21:55:35.426-08:00there's a pain in my stomach, from another sleepless binge.<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">If I could guarantee you one thing, it would be that there will be no shortage of Andrew McMahon in this blog. There is a shortage of talented people in this world, but fortunately we've got this guy who's talented enough to keep us going for another 156 years all by himself. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I know that this song means a lot to my friends stefanie and lauren, who are also Something Corporate enthusiasts, and after giving it (legitimately) an entire graveyard's worth of thought, I couldn't come up with anything I would rather start this experience off with.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">Recently, I've been finding myself more and more frustrated with my life, and it's reckless lack of direction. I keep going home because I think that's where I want to be, and then I come back to St. George because that's where I need to be, and I don't honestly think I'm content with either place. I don't know what destination I'm in search of, but I don't think it's anywhere I've been yet.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">And everytime I leave my house, it's this epically painful event because I have to say goodbye to everyone I left behind, knowing that their lives are changing just as fast as mine is. Things will never be the same. When I come home again, my sister will be prettier, my brother will be taller, and my friends will have had more epiphanies about where their lives are going. Time doesn't pause. It doesn't ask permission to continue, and no matter how still my life feels, everyone around me is changing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">But, I live in the center of a hurricane. I get up, go to school, go to work, work some more, do my homework, try to slide in every couple days to see my grandparents, and sleep only when time allows. I feel like i'm far too busy to have epiphanies. All I'm trying to do is make it out alive.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;">In reality, I'm just horrified of the change. Change is the worst part of coming home. It's for this reason that I can honestly say that I don't think I'll be coming back for a while. It's too hard to watch everyone that I know pack their bags, <br />
even though I already got on the plane and left.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">light breaks underneath</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">a heavy door</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and i try to keep myself awake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">fall all around us on a hotel floor</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and you think that you've made a mistake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and theres a pain in my stomach</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">from another sleepless binge</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and i struggle to get myself up again</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>i want to hang onto something</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>that wont break away or fall apart</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><strong>like the pieces of my heart</strong></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and globes and maps are all around me now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i want to feel you breathe me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">globes and maps i see surround you here</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">why wont you believe me?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">globes and maps they chartered your way back home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">do you want to leave or something?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">dreams came around you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">in a hazy rain ♥</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">you open your mouth wide to feel them fall</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and i write a letter from a one-way train</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">but i dont think youll read it at all</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And globes and maps are all around me now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I want to feel you breathe me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">why won't you believe me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">And globes and maps i see surround you here</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">why won't you believe me?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Globes and maps they charter your way back home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Do you want to leave or something</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i cant take this anymore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i know that i cant take this anymore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i cant take this anymore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><em>cuz i know someday ill see you walk out that door</em></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Globes and Maps are all around me now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I want to feel you breathe me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Globes and maps i see surround you here</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">why won't you believe me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Globes and maps they charter your way back home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">do you want to leave, do you want to leave</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Globes and maps they charter your way back home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><u>Do you want to leave or something?</u></span><br />
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<center> </center>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-24835761064676201852010-11-26T01:59:00.000-08:002010-12-02T21:31:59.839-08:00The Breakdown<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I've been sitting on this feeling for about 3 months now. But in the silence of the rest home I work in at 4 o'clock in the morning, the walls start to talk. I think I've spent the vast majority of my short life taking care of everyone else. I don't remember the last time I felt comfortable enough with my life to have a serious self-evaluating experience. </span></div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Needless to say, I think I legitimately <em>felt</em> my life explode while I was back home (in American Fork) this weekend. I never realized exactly how many monsters I had to fight off until I looked in the closet and under the bed. Sweeping everything that has ever hurt me under the rug doesn't make it go away. It just makes a hell of a pile to clean up later. </span></div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So essentially, at 4 o'clock in the morning, I'm staring down a blurry future, and let me tell you, it's epically frustrating to have a staring contest with someone who keeps blinking. I'm not sure my future even knows how to play this game.</span></div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">All I know at this moment in time is that music is everything to me. So, I think it's time. It's gonna be a crazy ride, but we'll see where it takes us. I have a feeling that it can't be any worse than where I'm at right now.</span></div><br />
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<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">My declaration is as follows:</span></div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I, McCall Gundersen, am going to go on a solo journey. The first solo journey I think I've ever been on. I'm going to start with nothing, and rebuild from the foundations. I'm gonna sing myself to sleep at night. I'm going to publically take out the ghosts that have been haunting me for longer than I care to say. </span></div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">What I'm trying to say is, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm going to fix myself.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">With music :)</span></div>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787902909060199865.post-24089757413971753792010-02-08T18:02:00.000-08:002010-12-02T21:38:46.629-08:00The Beginning<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;">I decided that I'm an epic failure as a journalist. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;">Recently I realized that on facebook all of my status updates (well really...anything that I actually have desire to say) is a song lyric. So new idea! I might actually write about my life or something. Regardless of whether or not people actually read it, it has to be theraputic, right?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;">So... My name is McCall Gundersen. I come from American Fork, Utah. I'm about to grow up all at once and move out of my house and see how the real world treats me. My therapy comes in a 7.4 pound puffball named Watson. I have an undying, burning passion for music of all types. Poetry books are piled by my bedside. I love William Faulkner. I enjoy reading in general, actually. I like writing, although I don't think I'm particularly good at it. I am a mediocre pianist and a pitiful guitarist, but I'm trying to get better at it. I love my grandmother. Running, cooking, and sleeping are very enjoyable for me. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">And thats okay. </span>missmccall92http://www.blogger.com/profile/04120889672886643025noreply@blogger.com1